User blog comment:Denrael Sabretooth/The Red Mist RPG (Rebooted)/@comment-4677325-20190616060212/@comment-4677325-20190617010445

The bloodied and battered shrew dragged himself up onto the shore, panting and looking around like a madman, though he himself was not quite at that point yet. With the other creature still making its way towards the river, the shrew continued crashing through the bushes and trees without looking back, before his path brought him across the unsuspecting and snoring mole. Unfortunately, the tree gave no warning as the shrew grabbed the mole's shoulders, attempting to shake him awake. "Wake up, matey! Wake up! Ye've got to 'elp me!' His voice was filled with an all-too-familiar fear to most.